Probably, no, most definitely my favourite album in my entire collection of around 1700 albums. I still have deep regrets for discovering this gem a few years after being gifted with it by my cousin. It has had a profound impact on my mood. Every time I’m down and looking for reason in my life, I turn to this album. And it has yet to fail in filling me with hope renewed in the simple beauty of life. David Gilmour is God! The atmospheric ‘Marooned’ should be beamed into space as planet Earth’s message to extraterrestrial life. The slide guitar solo on ‘High Hopes’ is something I have heard more than anyone else on this planet. I just have no words for it. Words simply diminish the effect it has on me. Dim your lights, pop on an open backed headphones and listen to this album. You will perhaps understand what I am unable to put into words here.